Top-Songs von Tony Glynn
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Anthony Glynn
Songwriter
Songtexte
I'm tired of this
But can't resist
To hear your wicked words
I'm insane
To see you again
It's more than I deserve
Jack in the corner with his head in his hands
Says "You look like death warmed up"
I offer a grin, nosey within
At the sideboard fillers-up
There's a couple of jokers, red-hot pokers
And a dose of humble cheer
I look to you, the woman in blue
What the hell are we doing here?
It's not so warm on the avenue
The west wind keeps on blowing through
There are many places that I'd rather do than here
I make my way over to the edge of the bar
Because they saw me coming in
I have no excuse, I'm afraid that I choose
My family and kin
Drink is destruction of a young man's dreams
But we all need a place to play
At the back of beyond, where the beggars belong
And it never shuts, we pray
But there's no room for clemency
My remarks don't flatter me
There's another person that I'd rather be
And he's fine
Oh God tell me why
I'm bleeding 'til I die
And why I do so in the public eye
Despite all my pleas
It's feeding time for fleas
And they will have their greatest meal on me
Jester's crown
The king of town
Becomes the fool for a day
Jester's crown
The king of town
Becomes the fool for a day
In the lions' den, 12 angry men
Are paid to growl at me
While the Daily Mail and the News of the World
Run amok in the gallery
The judge is big coz he's wearing a wig
How can we trust a man like that?
While the choirs of hell rise up and tell
These peasants where it's at:
"We'll put this to the public vote
See how far this brother float
Now we need a lighter note to the pain
We remember happy days
Crime is wrong but always pays
Send him down you'll never be the same"
Oh God tell me why
I'm bleeding 'til I die
And why I do so in the public eye
Despite all my squirms
It's feeding time for worms
And they will have their greatest
They will have their greatest
Yeah they will have their greatest meal on me
Written by: Anthony Glynn
